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yo on a real note i just need to be choked and called a bitch
If you run a NSFW K-Pop blog (or just a NSFW blog in general) could you reblog this so I can check it out?
Beautiful. (Yoongi Smut) {BTS}
Summary: Video games make you mad sometimes. But that's okay, you have your boyfriend to calm you down and relieve stress.
*Naui Yeosin- My goddess
*Cheonsa- angel
Trigger Warning: Self-harm scars.
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You threw your controller down, an incoherent string of profanities leaving your mouth in the process. “This is fucking bullshit!” was the end of many heated words. “Aish Jaigya, you should really watch your mouth, maybe you should take a break from your game.” You turned around to see Yoongi standing in your doorway trying to hide the amused look on his face as he watched you play. You glared at him and huffed at him. “You know I can’t quit right now. I almost had it this time.”
You were playing through BioShock Infinite again, with the intent of 100% completion of the game. But you were caught up with the Zeppelin. Just like you had been for almost 2 hours now. You were furious. Even on your second time playing through the game, it seemed impossible. Yoongi walked over to you and started massaging your shoulders. “Relax Cheonsa*, I’m sure you’ll get it this time.” You sighed, just wanting to be over with your game already. “Even if I do, I have to deal with the ending again.” Yoogni laughed softly and your lips formed a pout. “It’s not funny! Don’t you remember last time?!”
He kissed your cheek. “Of course I do, I thought you were going to rip your hair out of your head. I still don’t understand why.” You turned around to face him. “Maybe you would understand if you would give the game a chance.” He shrugged. “It just doesn’t seem like my kind of game.” You rolled your eyes. “If I win this time, you have to play it.” He raised an eyebrow. “and if you don’t?” Now it was your turn to shrug. “You can pick your poison.” He smirked at you. “If you don’t, you’ll show me yourself.” “Min Yoongi, you know I have no confidence in my body! I can’t...” He leaned over and kissed your nose. “I really don’t see why, naui cheonsa, you’re beautiful, I really do mean that.”
You looked back towards your screen, finally deciding to start again on your attempt of destroying the final Zeppelin. “Fine. I accept.” You saw Yoongi perk up out of the corner of your eye. “You’re serious?” You nodded, tuning into the screen in front of you, blocking out your surroundings. 15 minutes later, you had completed the game, meaning your boyfriend now had to play it. “Soon you’ll understand why this game leaves me so stressed.” Yoongi rolled his eyes and gave you a quick kiss before getting up and turning to leave the room. “Yoongi… wait. Come to the bedroom in 10 minutes.”
His eyes widened and you offered him a shy smile. After he left, you rushed into your room. You pulled the shoe box of your shelf of the closet that held the lingerie you had for the day you would finally build the confidence to sleep with your boyfriend of almost 3 years. You pulled out your white set and quickly put it on, letting your hair down and quickly styling it into subtle waves. You put on some eyeliner and mascara, and red lipstick. You looked in the mirror, and you actually liked what you saw. No, not liked, you loved what you saw. You slipped on your white pumps and sat on the bed, waiting for Yoongi to come in. There was only a minute left. You heard Yoongi’s alarm go off and his footsteps approaching the door.
You swallowed hard as your watch the doorknob slowly turn. As soon as Yoongi saw you, his breath hitched and he froze. “Y/N...” his face melted into an expression of sheer admiration and love, and you felt your cheeks heat up. “You’re so beautiful...” You could barely hear him, and his eyes quite literally started watering. You got up and walked over to him, hugging him with your head on his chest. “I love you Yoongi.” You weren’t a virgin, and Yoongi knew that, but you hadn’t ever exposed any of your scars in your near 3 years being with him. You hadn’t put any makeup on your wrists, your stomach or your thighs, your scars striking through your otherwise flawless skin. Obviously, the raised ones were different, but there weren’t many of those.
Never Have I Ever. (V Smut) {BTS}
Disclaimer: If you don't like Marijuana, please do not read.
Summary: You and Tae realize you have a shared love for smoking weed, and lets just say Never Have I Ever escalates quickly.
A/N: I had to rewrite this twice because my wifi crashed and I lost all my progress. Twice. I was pisssseeeddddd.
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You let out a sigh of relief as you finally lifted the cover to the number pad on Tae’s door, sneaking silently into his apartment. When you made it to his doorway, you gasped as your jaw nearly hit the floor. Tae screamed and whipped around to give you a terrified expression. “What are you doing here?! You’re extremely early, Y/N! Shit!” You scoffed. “What are you doing rolling a blunt before 9 AM?” You burst into laughter, you couldn’t help it.
Jebal, Cheonsa. (Jungkook Smut) {BTS}
Requested by a good friend of mine, I hope she likes it :))
Summary: Jungkook comes home grumpy after a long day of work. Long story short, your sarcasm doesn’t go over well.
// Word count: 1,532 //
*neoneun jeonghwaghada, naui cheonsa - you are correct, my angel
jebal- please
cheonsa- angel
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You really loved Jungkook. But on days like this, you couldn’t help but be a little sassy towards him. He went into the studio at around 4 am, and was just now heading home at midnight. They were preparing for their comeback so they spent most hours of the day dancing, and usually skipped meals. This always made Jungkook extremely cranky; you could never seem to stop yourself from being sarcastic with him though.
You were laying on the couch watching tv when you heard the padlock on the front door chiming, signaling that Jungkook was finally home. A slight smile crept on to your face, you had missed him all day. But that smile fell quickly when the door slamed, hard. “Aish, Kook! Are you trying to break the door?!” You weren’t expecting the harsh response he spat in return. “Shut it Y/N. I’ve put up with enough shit today.”
Jungkook never used your name, he always called you jaigya. His tone was cold and his voice flat. Honestly, it stung hearing those words come from his mouth. Out of habit, and anger, the attitude was drawn out of you in the form of heavy sarcasm. “For fucks sake jungkook are you emotionally constipated or are you just that absorbed in your little pity party?”